#293422 - Glass shards flying and landing in all directions, as Pete took me for a ride, my left leg was coming up to meet just below his chest planting my foot squarely I balled up rolling as we came into contact with the ground vaulting Pete over and behind me creating another loud crash and thud. Pete weighed in at a solid 240, maybe 245, and was six foot tall according to the measuring tape attached to the frame of the door found in all gas stations across the country. “Good man” Jeb winked, “me too”, pulling up his shirt sleeve exposing a Special Forces tattoo.
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